Sometimes I read online about how a writer has an unsupportive spouse or family who doesn't get the challenges of being a writer and I always think, Damn, I'm so lucky! Because I am. Truly lucky that my husband understands what it's like being married to a crazed writer and absolutely supports me.
I've been working on Book 2 and am under deadline and I have been stressed because as much as I love the story, it was like pulling teeth. Plus with all the personal trials we'd been undergoing since January, writing time had been curtailed severely.
With my deadline looming, I've gone into panic mode. This is not a pretty sight. Panic mode means surly, snappy, nasty, cranky, touchy, and just downright mean behavior. On top of it all, it means the twitch in my left eye has come back. But for the twitchiness, I might have had a chance for passing for normal.
So I was completely stunned when Da Man had my writing buddy, Caroline, call me up and take me to a Marriott Suites for a night and half a day of writing with absolutely no disturbances! While the kids did make sad faces at me and beg me not to go, I admit it was fabulous having a full night of intense writing and the ability to brainstorm with a trusted crit partner. I still have the twitch in my eye, but I'm feeling a bit more confident about making my deadline. And I owe it all to Da Man.
And on top of it all, guess what he got me for my birthday on Ello/Earth Day? Take a look:
Isn't he the best? I think I'm gonna have to buy him that fishing boat real soon!